Eternal [S.E]

Chapter 5

Damon's POV

My thoughts are finally in tact as I rip into the neck of blonde waitress, at the back entrance of the Mystic Grill.

Blood runs down my throat and I feel myself come to life. The veins in my face burn, my teeth ache as I stab them in deeper. I feel power flow through me and within seconds every once, every drop of blood is sucked out, and no living soul belongs anymore. The lifeless body is dropped to the ground and I'm already a mile away in minutes.

I stand alone in the highway leading into Mystic Falls, how surprising. My foot steps crackle along the stones I stand on.

"I love her, Damon. It seems right.. It is right" How can I make this voice, egging on about them stop.

"Twice in one day, is that a new record" Her voice more stretchy than ever.

"Not now"

"Have you made up your mind?"

"No" i don't wanna think, it's causes things.

"Oh, but you have" here we go.

I should say yes, give her want she wants..I could simply have the perfect revenge. It's what I need, what I should do. I drop myself onto the empty road, in front of her. The wind is light, the sky is dark, the trees make me feel at home. It's quiet. I drown in my own terrible thoughts, she left I know she has, even without looking up.

I close my eyes as I lay here, and my own plan begins. Katherine can be no part of it, no one can. I ant trust anyone, even my own brother. It's wicked.

I'm wicked.

Elena's POV

My stomach drops as I step closer and closer to Rebekah's door, I'm doing this for at least some closure. I sure as hell didn't want to come to a party full of blood bags, dancing stupidly and drinking cheap beer from red plastic cups and kegs. I hesitantly pass walk up to the crowded door way with my arms locked with Stefan's. He gives me a simple nod before disappearing to find Rebekah before I do. I find my way to the kitchen and drink the remainder of first cheap beer drink I see.

"Elena?" I hear a surprised and unrecognisable tone say, and I turn instantly.

"April, hey" April? I hate her growing friendship with Rebekah. She's clearly using her and I'm fed up with everything she's doing. She hugs me, catching me off guard then releasing me in seconds. She doesn't remember that day, yesterday. I'm glad, I feel comfort in knowing I have someone hope, ease.

"What's this, huh?" She says, gripping my hand tightly and looking at my daylight ring and engagement ring.

"The diamond one is an engagement and the other one is, well an offering of life" Rebekah states casually, before dismissing April. April leaves without an annoyance or hint of anger from Rebekah's rude dismissal.

"So lovely isn't she?"

"She's a good person Rebekah" I choke out.

"Good person here, there. There all the same love"

No, there not all the same, April is a really lovely girl who doesn't deserve anything that's happened, and is happening to her I instantly want to say back, but deny my own voice to let it. Rebekah walks over grabbing my hand tighter than ever and swiping my daylight ring and ten in seconds it's thrown down the drain of her composer.

"No!" I scream, rushing into the shadows after getting a glimpse of the unpleasant burn from the sun.

"It's the beginning" she states, leaving me in the sunlit room.

What did I do? I want to scream. Everything is wrong, I shouldn't be here. I should've died went I went off the bridge with Matt. I never wanted to be a vampire, I never wanted any of this, except Stefan. I didn't want my life turned around in a bad..terrible way. I needed hope, I still do, one person can give me it.

You need Stefan, my subconscious says, on repeat.

"Elena" I hear Stefan shout through the music booming through the house.

I rushed into the sunlight, exposed as I am, my arm reaches down the drain to retrieve my ring, after seconds of burning in the sun, literally, my hand finds it then I fiddle it out of the composer, and slide it onto my fingers seconds after. I return to the shadow, signing in relief. I feel myself heal, the burn smell present, and the burnt feeling heal. Stefan shows up. His expression shows confusion and worry, and he walks over. Arms already open, I rush into them.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. Anything?" I lie, and cover my lie with a question needing answers.

He shakes his head as he wrapping his arms tightly around me. We walk out together, and I feel Rebekah watching me as I step out of her doorway, we walk down the steps and half the the driveway I stop.

"Hold on" I say forcing a smile to Stefan.

I walk over the the keg, crowded with teenagers and I take a firm grip on the metal edges. I nod at the the guys holding back the liquor before turning myself up side down. The crowd cheers and the cheap beer starts pouring. I start consuming more than I ever thought I could straight from the keg. The taste is unusual, and taste terrible. I let myself down after seconds of consuming and quickly swallowing cheap beer, and the rush of dizziness blows me, and I straighten myself up before flashing a fake smile at Rebekah and a real smile at Stefan.

"Wow. That was an amazing surprise" Stefan compliments, before placing a gentle kiss on my lips and letting a soft warm laugh escape.

"Yeah" I laugh and kiss him back before walking with him to the car.

I watch Rebekah as we drive away and she was indescribably angry from her features.

The ride to my house is short and sweet. I open the front door, a familiar, comforting sense embraces us, and Stefan follows me I to the kitchen. He starts to make coffee and I rush up stairs. I walk into my room and my journal is lying flat under my pillow. I pick it up, and think to write. I haven't wrote anything in more than a week. So I do.

'Dear Diary,

Its been an eventful while. It started when Matt was taking me out of town, but Rebekah ran us off the bridge. The same bridge. We slid, and he drives into the water. I chose to let Stefan save Matts life over mine, and as much I don't regret that, it caused me to die.

I woke up though. But I woke up a nightmare, a vampire'

My hand shakes, and the pen slips leaving a shaky line at the bottom of the page, I shut my journal instead of continuing to write.

I shouldn't have.